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I wasn't able to officially say goodbye to my mother in person because it was the height of Covid. Or I guess I could say I could have, but I was paranoid and trying to protect three kids from a monster disease no one understood. Fuck 2020. That haunted me something awful. I recently went to see my partner, my love. Something in my gut said go, NOW. So I did. Got in my car and just drove. After I left him? I got a call and found out he died an hour later. And while I wasn't a
Yeah, no, motherhood did not come with a map. They should have taught that lesson in Lamaze class. Fuck breathing. Listening to a child cry ALL THE TIME? OR A KID THAT WON'T EAT? Motherhood can suck and is a lesson that is hard in more than ways than one. I find myself counting to ten more than when I was a kid, and certainly more than my kids do. Where are those classes when you are pregnant? The lamaze class for when you are going to lose your shit because your kids are dri
I grew up with the generation that came from a place that if you saw a TV on a rolling cart you thought that day was going to be an epic day. YASSSSSS. One day that cart rolled in and I ended up watching the Challenger explode in real time. The teacher shut off the TV and we went back to learning; no discussions, just division. Coincidentally, my generation went on to make JOKES about it. Do you know how I know Crista McAcullife had dandruff? They found her head and shoulders